on the one hand i'm like wow how
much does it suck to live day in
day out as a subfunction in the
pointless contraption of self-
destructive capitalism*, but then
i imagine these coworkers as
comrades finding satisfaction as
complementary components in a
well-oiled system. even if it is a
machine rooted in exploitation
(mad dream of the leisure class,
mere hobby of the ruling elite) it's
gratifying to express competence.
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